Brave warrior African Queen. Why do you look so down? The sound of your sobs are piercing to my inner soul. Your roots go deep—I can feel them. They trace straight back to Eden. The garden where Eve took that fatal bite. Rejoice, African Queen. For a child was born! He reversed the curse! Take that heavy load off your shoulders. The burden is no longer yours alone to bear. Look up, my warring Queen. Allow me to wipe away the tears.
You’re some kind of brave
Some kind of resilient
Some kind of strong
Some kind of worthy
Some kind of beauty
You are forgiven.